Written into history Monday, March 10, 2008 by Grace.
I wasn't going to blog about this but whatever.To put this in the proper context, our office has a program that works with colleges and universities in BC.In fact, last week I was at a meeting at one post-secondary institute regarding exactly that.So, when I was at the airport for one of my trips, this dude starts talking to me, why am I flying to X place, friends or family that live there, blah blah blah.So I told him I was going for work and he asked what kind of work and I told him and he said that he was a professor at the school there and I thought that he'd be a good contact for my co-worker.So we chatted a bit about work, blah blah blah and he asks for my contact info so I gave him my work #.After awhile, I realize that he's not interested in the work, he's interested in me. I didn't have to be clubbed over the head with this one.He's older, probably late mid-late 40'sAnd I'm sitting there going, "Fuck, he has my work #" and trying to time warp to take it back.Meanwhile I got interested in my blackberry and said I had to answer some emails before boarding the plane.As luck would have it, we're sitting in the same row. Not side by side, but across the aisle and we're the only two in the row.I kept myself busy reading a book, watching a movie or listening to music.When the plane landed, I actually waited until the plane was empty before exiting.No luck.He's called a couple of times. I've said I was in meetings.I even told him I have a friend that I'd like to hook him up with. No luck. He says shit like, "chemistry" BLAH BLAH BLAHThat doesn't work with me.I've said unequivocably I'm not interested, I'm not looking for a relationship.I may have to look for a new job.Labels: Go Oilers Go, I love Jason Smith, Obama 2008
Written into history Sunday, March 09, 2008 by Grace.
Ed note: Yeah, I deleted all of that post. I can't believe I typed it. How embarassing. I have no idea how it ended up being "Jason Smith" at the bottom.Labels: Go Oilers Go, I love Jason Smith, Obama 2008
Written into history Monday, September 17, 2007 by Grace.
My sister has a psychotic friend who threatened to come over to my sister's place Saturday and kick my ass. Fuckin' bitch. I told her she's more than welcome to try. Now she's obviously no longer invited to my sister's wedding. The story really isn't worth getting into. Suffice it to say, if it weren't me taking into consideration my niece's good heart and her feelings, I'd probably be in some Alberta jail waiting to be bailed out.
Aside from that fiasco, my trip to Alberta was pretty good. I'm going back there in a few weeks for Thanksgiving and to also see Jason Smith's return to Edmonton. For all the fuss being raised about Ryan Smyth's return to Edmonton, I'm also looking forward to Jason's. He was a great captain. He was my second favourite Oiler AFTER Smytty. Oh Captain, my Captain.
I was lucky enough to get a pair of tickets to see Ryan Smyth's first game back in Edmonton but I just heard today I might be in meetings somewhere back east around the same time so I'm going to have to do some serious juggling.
I am also the proud owner of four Edmonton Oiler minipacks. Did I blog about that already? Who the eff knows. I'm selling 4 pairs of tickets. I have no desire to see the Dallas or Anaheim games. My sister's fiance has already sold the Dallas tickets for me and one pair of the Anaheim tickets. Being the eternal optimist, I now have the inside track to playoff tickets. I've also signed up for season tickets in Edmonton as well. I have decided when I'm finally eligible for Oilers season tickets I'll move to Edmonton.
I'm off to Ontario on Friday. Spending the weekend there with familia. Then off to meetings Monday to Wednesday and flying on a late-night flight back for some meetings Thursday.
I had to sign some super secret government papers today.
I'm still waiting for Rye to hook me up with a new banner.Labels: I love Jason Smith, I love Ryan Smyth